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the perfect ratio…

11 Aug

Today I met a colleague that I had known only by email… She was as lovely in real life as she seemed in words on the small screen, however I was immediately struck by something about her appearance.

It was difficult to put my finger on … but then it hit me;  something in her proportions was out of whack.

Now before I go any further I must say that I am in a position to comment given that I am far from a petite package myself. This lovely woman was generously proportioned… certainly not obese… but tall, and fuller figured (in fact for the first time in a long while, all 177cm of me felt dainty as I stood beside her) .

BUT none of that was the issue… my observation had a lot more to do with the size of her handbag.


I was completely amused by its’ tiny size….made to look even smaller by her  extraordinary height…and it got me wondering …. what IS the perfect body to bag ratio?  Who decides and who enforces it ?




size does matter …..

23 Jan

As my fingers begin to tap out today’s reflection …I suddenly realise that it is a combination of several earlier observations. …How could eyebrows, handbags and toilets possibly collide in one blog I hear you ask…well, let me explain.


This afternoon I travelled into the city by train for a meeting. Now, despite my “bag management strategy” from a few days back, I found myself carrying both my oversized handbag, and a bag full of meeting papers (to keep me amused on the train). Predictably, as soon as I arrived at Central Station my first stop was the loo…and this is where things got interesting.

I don’t think any of us are  huge fans of public toilets, but let’s face it ….they are a necessity…However, they need to be BIG enough!!   

I found an empty (and reasonably clean) cubicle, but as I tried to manoeuvre my way inside…. I struggled. I mean really STRUGGLED!

Juggling the two bags… I found myself needing to straddle the loo backwards in an effort to get in far enough to turn and close the door. Now I admit that I am not ‘delicately dimensioned’ …BUT I don’t consider myself to be in the ‘oversized’ category either… It was ridiculous!!

Anyway, after I eventually managed to get back out of the cubicle; I was washing my hands and I glanced in the mirror, only to see an ‘afternoon face’ (missing lips & eyebrows… and in desperate need of a ‘freshen up’). The problem was that there was NOWHERE to hang… put…or perch my bags while I did the paint job… I ended up with bags jammed between my legs, clutching tight with my thighs while I did my best to draw on some eyebrows and throw some colour on my lips…

Who would ever think that a visit to the loo would be blog-worthy?